Testo Paint By Numbers Romanovsky And Phillips
The split us up into teams
No one wanted to get stuck with me
So I'm as far as I can be
I'm in the outfield
Try as I might
It's an uphill fight
And I never can catch that ball
Each time we arrive
In choosing up sides
I'm left standing against the wall
Basketball's another sport
That's not much fun when you're so short
I try to dribble, but I just drool
And I know that that doesn't look too cool
I don't like soccer and football's obscene
And what do all those numbers mean?
I can't be bothered to get the rules down
So I just run in circles making animal sounds
Well sometimes I'm hopin'
That my bones will get broken
Just so I can be excused
From all the harrassment
That I get from my classmates
Who always blame me when they lose
I'm up to bat but it won't be long
'Til I'm back where I can do no wrong
All alone to sing my song
Here in the outfield